So it occurred to me that a) I live on a boat, b) there are pink salmon (Go, Mighty Humpies!) swimming by my boat day and night right now, and c) it’s pretty stupid for me to NOT take advantage of this seemingly ideal situation. So I went and got me some gear and a license…

So far, nothing. Other than a minor overreaction from my daughter when she understood that I intend to both kill and eat the fish. Her catch-and-release father has done me no favors in exposing her to the realities of being at the top of the food chain. I tried to explain that I don’t actually find it entertaining to cast and reel for hours on end and that if I do so, I fully intend to get a meal out of that endeavor. Otherwise, what would be the point??

So in the evenings this week, rather than washing my decks (and I must admit, the spider population is gaining on me because of my lack of attention to rinsing them overboard), I have been repeatedly throwing a line into the water. No ROI yet, but I imagine that’s probably because I get bored after about 20 minutes and wander off for a while. I think this fishing thing requires just a bit more perseverance than that.

On the plus side, I invited the neighbor over tonight with his fishing pole and found that the boredom is much alleviated by good company. One of these nights, I may even catch a fish…